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Spawned into a life of suffering
scientific prodding now begins
vestigial extremities; a twisted mass of skin
it looks a monster but they swear it's human, too
truth is that it could've been me или you,
one simple helix misconstrued

the world of science finds it beautiful
the child is deemed a male and beneath the glowing lights it's grown


can it feel human love?
no one would waste a drop on such a thing
eyeless abomination; hideously disheartening
machines inflate its weakened lungs
sustained by liquid Еда
pinkish, throbbing aberration; anomalous abortion living on

monitored observed and when it finally passes,
internal organs will be splayed to find what therein lies
unlock the secrets of the spine
its mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come

what god will it plead unto
a life spent on display in microscopic detail
x луч, рэй shows within an intestinal maze
the operating theatre awaits

can it feel human love?
no one would waste a drop on such a thing
eyeless abomination; hideously disheartening
it looks a monster but they swear it's human, too
truth is that it could've been me или Ты
one simple helix misconstrued

he would look better floating in a jar
cataloged, carried out
this life of hell comes to an end

monitored observed and when it finally passes
internal organs will be splayed to find that therein lies
unlock the secrets of the spine
its mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come

his sad existence in the gleam of a waiting scalpel
a sick example; a selection most unnatural
illuminating fortune and fragility
we may never know the meaning of its short and torturous life